“What?”
Nolan shrugged. “Just thinking.”
Their limo was inching its way very slowly out of the small parking lot of the elder care facility. Nolan patted Yena’s thigh absentmindedly and discovered that the blue jeans she was wearing were softer than he’d expected. His hand began stroking the length of her thigh, feeling it.
“About?”
“About you.”
She pinched his cheek, making him look her in the face. “What’s going on with you?”
Nolan smiled. “Nothing. It’s just that the last time I was here, I’d been thinking I’d never see you again. Today just kind of feels like a dream.”
“It was a nice day, wasn’t it?” She planted a kiss on his lips.
Then his phone buzzed. The little vibration in the inner breast pocket of Nolan’s suit jacket, which was pressed up against Yena’s chest whi
